Found Frozen

Chapter 1

1

The Icy cold wind whipped my face and blew my hair back. It stung my eyes, making them water. I burrowed my face into my scarf, and continued walking to school. I didn't have a car, but I didn't really need one. It was only a three mile walk, and I knew a shortcut.

America had basically became a snowball after the past 150 years. No one really knows what happened. It's probably chemicals in the sky or something that covered up the sky, blocking away what our science teachers call the sun. Our teachers are raving about Solian day. The one day when the Earth tilts on its axis just right, and the sun breaks through the clouds. Its the only day everyone is relaxed, and its not like a blizzard. Kids play outside , people paint pictures of the sun while they can see it, the natural light. I think in about three months or so, it will appear. My first one.

I entered the school and brush some snow off of me. My heeled boots squeaked and clacked as I walked down the hall to Mr. Meaden's class. I sat down and began writing the journal down that was on the board. Darkdogs always sit in the back. Mr. Meaden didn't like the rule, but he was the only Darkdog teacher, so his say was of no impact. Darkdogs only have a quarter of the wolf gene in them, and are created when a Pureblood and human bear a child, or a Pureblood and a Darkdog bear a child. They are discriminated against almost every Pureblood soul. According to Purebloods, we're not good enough. Are blood is unclean. Our fangs show, and we tend to look what people would call "alternative". We don't smile much.

Purebloods were the first introduced to America, or tested on or whatever makes anyone happy. They like to say they were "bred" into it. But Mr. Meaden says that couldn't be possible. They have half the wolf gene, which makes them stronger and more superior to us. They don't mate with us, unless they think of us differently, which for me and many others is hard to imagine. Purebloods hide their fangs, and can retake basic human form. They all dress in expensive clothing Darkdogs normally can't afford, and all pass their classes, and never get into fights, and are almost never in trouble with the law or anyone. Sometimes I feel like ripping their throats out. Humans, and idiot and pathetic excuse for a race, tend to ignore us and stay with their own kind. Purebloods are too good to associate with anyone but their kind, but humans are too good to associate with us. Like I care.

"Justin, you're late."

"Sorry, sir. My truck wouldn't start." he replied with a smooth smile. He's lying. He was always late. Always got away with it. Stupid Pureblood.

"All right. Take a seat."

Yes. The only seat that's open. Next to me. I let out a frustrated sigh as he sunk into the desk next to mine, and smiled at me. I didn't smile back.

Justin Nure was probably the best looking guy in school. Everyone liked him. Especially the girls. I'll admit, he was very charming. But I didn't date. Or have silly little crushes. I had other things to worry about.

"Class dismissed." Mr. Meaden said as the bell rang. I gathered my things and hurried to my locker.

"Hey," a voice said. I jumped and slammed my locker. "Well you scare easy."

"What do you want Justin?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Um, I was just wondering if you didn't have any plans, if you wanted to go to a movie with me and some friends." His gray eyes glittered, and his blonde hair was stylishly messed up. He had thin lips, but in a good way. His skin was tanner than most, and his eyes were seemed somewhat slanted, but not a lot to notice it unless you were close up. Why did he have to be so handsome?

"Unfortunately, I do have plans. And you better not get caught talking to me, it would ruin your reputation." I snapped.

"Well, I don't really think that matters-'